Hardwired?

Another opportunity today to see what has been going on in me, as I rest in the arms of Love.

There are certain kinds of people. You know what I mean. You know. That's right. Them.
We do just fine with everyone...but them. They are specially prepared for us. They have a gift that is designed to test the state of our souls. They are agricultural specialists, in that they are fruit checkers. Their job is to see how much fruit of the Spirit we have. You know: Love , Joy, Peace, Patience, Goodness, Kindness, Gentleness, Longsuffering. (See how much fruit I have? I have forgotten one of them.)

We have one of these guys at work. If I followed my own motto and ran to the pain, I would really spend some time with the guy. I would get my stuff challenged, and so would he. Today we engaged. My soul was not so restored that I was impervious to that special preparation. But...it was different, and it was better.

Mostly, I am not so compelled to defend myself. I still want to defend my position, but not so much myself.

Father, help me to go visit him again tomorrow. Maybe you can get through to me how to love him.